i , tom smith , american philanthropist

The humiliated one-eyed demon pulled the trigger crazily and continuously, intending to kill John.

The Remington m1858 revolver, which obviously only had five magazine slots, was pulled by the one-eyed demon dozens of times in succession.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack..."

The One-Eyed Demon found that no matter how hard he pulled the trigger of the revolver or how hard he swung the hammer of the revolver, the revolver in his hand could not fire a single bullet.

Obviously before going out, I compacted the bullets one by one as usual. Why is this happening?

"I'll bet again, just this."

John took out a small leather bag from his pocket and threw it on the table. The One-Eyed Demon grabbed it and saw that it was a revolver powder bag at home.

The one-eyed demon who has been licking blood from his gun for many years, struggling between life and death, looks at the gunpowder bag on the table and the bar that is obviously owned by his family, but no one "helps" him.

The one-eyed demon slowly calmed down, and then he figured out a lot of things.

"As for you, since you like gambling, put your life on the line."

The One-Eyed Demon was picked up by two of his former subordinates and left outside the bar. There was a neat row of people kneeling outside the door, all of them were the One-Eyed Demon's die-hard loyalists and their young and middle-aged family members.

The one-eyed demon scanned around and found that his eight-year-old son was not there, nor were the children of several other core members. He also sincerely admired John.

"Aren't you going to kill the child?"

"bump!"

Several bullets penetrated the chests of these die-hard One-Eyed Demons.

The Mafia will always be just the Mafia. In front of the hundreds of veterans from the German region led by John Mueller, these wastes waiting to die are simply vulnerable.

The Mueller family was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. In less than half a month, they integrated all the Houston Mafia with almost no casualties.

Even the strongest Magic Eye Party was easily defeated after the leader of the martial arts faction was held back by John's gambling invitation, which was as obvious as the Hongmen Banquet.

The Mafia will never be successful without the support of big forces. Tom did not integrate the Mafia before.

On the one hand, it’s because I don’t have the right “handsome people” under my command to lead such unclean things.

On the other hand, Texas is not industrialized and does not have extremely densely populated cities, so the Mafia has little use value.

Most of the local mafia in Texas are the owners of gray places such as bars and casinos. Compared with the lackeys of the syndicates in the Yankee area who smuggle, counterfeit, and suppress employee movements, the Texas mafia is a black hand.

The party actually lies behind its words.

But since the construction of the Smith Factory Area, a large number of people have concentrated near the factory area, and the Mafia has transformed from its original bar owners into traffickers of tobacco, liquor and other narcotics.

Also, if it's just farm work, it's not enough to pressure all Texans to buy narcotics in large quantities.

The more severe the oppression of the system, the more the people need anesthesia.

In order to prevent these guys from challenging Tom when they become big, Tom faces the increasing amount of smuggling every day. He is really worried and wishes he could eat two more kilograms of beef every day.

After John arrived, Tom couldn't bear it any longer and immediately sent John, a tough guy from his previous life, to integrate the Houston Mafia.

Within half a month, John's talent was fully unleashed. After several life-and-death battles, especially after dealing with the Magic Eye, the largest mafia in Houston, John became the sole king of the Houston Mafia.

But there is a small problem that existed in Bavaria that has not been corrected.

"dad!"

The one-eyed demon's thirteen-year-old son ran to his father's body, held his father's hand tightly, and looked at his father's gradually cold body with tears in his eyes.

The one-eyed demon's son took out his father's revolver. At the age of thirteen, he raised the pistol with trembling hands and pointed it at John.

"ah!"

While screaming, the little boy closed his eyes and wanted to use all his strength to kill his "father-killing enemy".

He didn't have the courage to pull the trigger yet, but the screams had already alerted John and his team.

"His gun is out of fire..."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Before John could finish speaking, Loki, who was assisting on the mission beside him, took out his pistol and shot through the little boy's body with precision and grace.

Reunited their whole family.

"you!"

John grabbed Loki's collar tightly and looked at Loki with anger on his face.

Loki looked mean and ridiculed Johnny next to him.

"Johnny, didn't I tell you? You can't leave anyone alive, how come you are still alive?"

"Brother Rocky, I was wrong. I won't do it next time."

"You are just too stupid. After you go in and kill people, remember to pour oil and set fire to it."

"Definitely next time."

Loki turned his face back and looked at John, who was face to face in front of him, and then poked several points on John's body with his fingers.

"This hole is a bullet hole made by an eight-year-old boy."

"This scar was made by a fourteen-year-old girl."

"This? When did it come?"

As Loki poked, several wounds on John's body that had not yet fully healed slightly opened again, and a small amount of blood dyed John's white inner shirt red.

"Don't hold on, you and Brother Frederick have been playing together since childhood, and we are somewhat related by blood to Brother Frederick."

"You should know better than us what kind of person Brother Frederick is."

"Ever since Brother Frederick fell ill once on the ship to America, his whole person has changed."

"These are not the important points. My experience of hanging out with Brother Frederick in New York tells me that good intentions are not rewarded."

Regardless of the physical pain and bleeding, John insisted on holding on to Loki's collar. His seven-foot height and two-hundred-and-fifty-pound weight brought immense pressure to those around him.

None of the boys around, including Johnny, dared to start a fight.

The blood had stained John's entire inner lining red.

"boom!"

The son of the one-eyed demon had obviously been shot several times, but he still exceeded the upper limit of human body function.

During the confrontation between Loki and John just now, he vomited blood, opened the gunpowder bag from his father's body, and stupidly loaded a revolver for the first time in his life.

Open the magazine chute, pour out the original debris, pour in gunpowder, add steel balls, and finally close the magazine chute.

After loading it, the little boy seemed to have a flashback, pressed the bullet hard, and then pointed at John and his group, and pulled the trigger!

One shot hit a fellow Bavarian who came to Houston with John Mueller.

His luck was so good. The bullet was obviously not compacted and the power was not strong enough, but it hit him in the throat impartially.

The expression of the little boy smiling as he died was fully visible to John.

John quickly ran to the fellow villager and helped him.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

A large amount of blood gushed out from his throat. The fellow convulsed for half a minute, then kicked his legs and died.

John was confused, and he didn't need Loki to fan the flames. John also knew that this was his fault.

It was his kindness that led to the death of this fellow villager.

This fellow obviously also has a daughter who is only nine years old.

Apparently a few days ago he promised to be his daughter's godfather.

John suddenly remembered the last sentence in the document Tom gave him -

"I, Friedrich Trump, promise you, Hans Müller, that sooner or later, the world will be free from work."

"You can swim freely in the sea of ​​knowledge in school and enjoy your childhood."

"The sacrifices made now are necessary."

John also began to repeat Tom's words repeatedly, which meant that John recognized Tom's words - the sacrifices now are necessary.

"The sacrifices made now are necessary."

"The sacrifice now..."

Congratulations to Tom, John finally abandoned the remaining humanity in his life. Just like in his previous life, after some small twists and turns, John grew into the most useful tool.